Taking the Edge Off [Marcie | Saga | Private]

As nice as it was to have an equal mind she might be able to share some things with, Marceline was definitely still on the more cautious side as far as her relationship with Ishtar was concerned. Now, sure, the woman had given her no reason to distrust her but when Marcie got into this business she never expected herself to get into the depths of it all so quickly. Perhaps she was just filling a niche no one had considered necessary before, but it had certainly made sure she’d gotten a lot of contacts very fast and… well, dating the most wanted criminal in the country had it’s own risks too for certain. Be it from a hero who might have finally tracked her down, a criminal looking for some sort of revenge or… well, Ishtar herself playing some form of long con.

At the very least, she was trusting enough to not wear a disguise on their date. As easy as it was thanks to her quirk to change her hair color or even her skin tone or her figure if she so desired she let the company she held see her true self. So long as no one was onto them afterall it was just too wealthy business owners enjoying eachothers company hm? Date or not there was hardly anything unusual about that.

“I don’t know, I’d say we made it a pretty fun time.~” She chimed in, having enjoyed the time they spent together even if it wasn’t something Marcie could see herself doing on her own time. They’d managed to use their wit and sarcasm of their own to turn a bad movie into a pretty solid one at the end of the day and there was nothing wrong with that. Heck some people almost made a living doing such a thing on youtube.~

She noticed the other woman check her watch, assuming she had something ‘specific’ in mind if she was checking herself like that. Surely any old resteraunt wouldn’t mind holding a reservation for a woman of her stature soooo… for her to be worrying about the time it had to be something unique, at least, that’s what Marceline would assume. Briefly there was the temptation to toy with her, to say she had other plans or some business meeting, but with a light roll of her golden eyes she stepped in closer, hooking her arms about the other woman’s and giving her a sly smile.

“What exactly did you have in mind?~”

Marceline, hardly the oblivious sort, caught the incoming sound of helicopter blades and her gaze turned a little more lax, without saying a word her face said ‘oh. Of course’ all on it’s own, her honey gaze turning back towards Sonya’s own pink pearls and giving her just the subtlest jab in the side with her elbow. “You know sometimes I feel like you just do this to prove you have more money than us.~” She chimed in teasingly, no animosity in her voice. In truth she was maybe a little envious, jealous even, buuuuut she was going to enjoy these perks all the same. It wasn’t every day you dated someone who could splurge helicopter money on a whim afterall. In fact, Marceline often tended to find she was the only one in a relationship with pockets so deep. Jealous or not, it was nice to be the one pampered for once in her life.

Marceline followed across the street, the calls of confusion just barely catching her attention in all the mess and earning a light quirk of her brow. It didn’t take a genius to realize, in whatever way, that their phones had been tampered with. Maybe shut off, maybe just not working but… Marceline certainly appreciated it. Even if she wasn’t going to be in a disguise it seemed that Sonya was offering her some sense of privacy and she could definitely get on board with that, a calm breath flowing out of her as she spotted Atalanta, chuckling behind her lips as she reached out to take Sonya’s hand and clamber up.

“My my, helicopter pilot, morning after duty, drinks, general care… is there anything Atalanta can’t do or should I start making her an offer too?”

Of course, she had no intention of stealing Sonya’s special aid but it was a fun thought regardless. Maybe she’d try to find her own some day but, for now, she was happy being relatively independent in her own ventures. She crossed one leg over the other, placing the standard headphones over her hair, careful not to muss herself up but also not wanting to go deaf by ignoring the protective item. Her eyes drifted out of the chopper window as they took off, chuckling a little behind her lips as she saw the camera flashes going off behind them. “And dare I ask what level of criminal charm you had to use to work that little magic trick with the phones? I mean it’s much appreciated but I’m feeling more and more outclassed here.~”

While Sonya was the type for a suit and tie for their little date Marceline had went a little more casual, a cute little blouse and jeans. A mismatched pair perhaps but the outfit was still certainly of high quality, and Marcie was always of the belief that people with power and money stuck to the rules of what society deemed acceptable for them far too much. She had power, she had money, why care about ‘looking the part’. She wished to look like… well, she was comfortable, or having fun, or maybe like she just wanted to cause a scene at times… and she had the power to pull it off without anyone being brave enough to say anything.~

Finally spotting their destionation, Marceline’s eyes grew wide, scoffing in disbelief and shaking her head as she sank back into her seat, flashing Sonya a warm smile, definitely impressed by her creativity. She wondered if the woman realized Marceline wasn’t entirely on board with the two of them being quite so intimate, more than just a bit of entertainment for eachother, trying to win her over… but hey if the perks were this good she’d let her keep trying by all means.

“I’d say you’re clearly trying to get into my pants at this point but we both know I’d have had you in the movie theatre if the film itself hadn’t been so quiet…~”

"Mmm... almost seems foolish that people let you have so much power over them of their own free will.~" She teased, sticking out her tongue. Still, she doubted that it was easy peasy to hack into their phones down to the point of preventing photos like that, she'd have to meet whoever Sonya let run their tech sometime, it definitely didn't seem like this was a personal trick of her own so she could only imagine it was the work of someone in her employ... someone very talented to say the least.~ With a relaxed sigh she let herself lean back against Sonya during the trip, just allowing them to have a moment of intimacy as they waited for the surprise, it definitely showing on their face when they arrived.

Stepping out of the helicopter, she took Sonya's hand, smirking as she kissed the back of it and stepped up to kiss her cheek in turn. "You're far more silly than I'd expect for Japan's most wanted criminal.~" She spoke with no insult in her tone. She liked that about Sonya, she'd be happy to admit it.~

"Just a moment though..." Before she was led away from the chopper and towards the table, Marcie lifted her hand, flicked her wrist, and drew her halo down over herself as it formed, the electrical sparks generating a white fluffy coat to add to her Outfit. "Sorry, I just expect a bit of a chilly sea breeze. I never did do well in the cold." She slipped her hand into Sonya's again, winking at her playfully. "Do carry on beautiful.~"

As they sat to begin their meal, or whatever was being prepared for them so far out at seat, Marcie slipped one of her legs over the other with a casual smirk of her own, leaning back in her seat. "And the same goes to you dear. I think you pull off a suit quite well... personally I'd prefer to slap you in a bunny suit and have you drape those luscious legs over my lap but... a suit works too.~" She teased. She liked having people she could be more honest and playful with, the fact Kado or Sonya had never slapped her for messing with their costumes or replacing their clothes with her quirk was plenty reassuring, buuuut there was a time and a place, and for now she was happy to enjoy the version of Sonya the woman was presenting to her.